cost: £670 ‘Ce n’est pas un desastre.’ Annie was out on the street. At last! She’d left Rich at the hotel bar with Dominic and the shell-shocked Svetlana. Rich said he needed more background shots of the hotel anyway. So now she was finally out, alone, on the beautiful, beautiful shopping streets of Paris. The nude Chanel Mary Janes were on her mind, but there was something else too. That moment … that moment when Svetlana had flung open the doors to Elena’s room and they had all seen the couple there … Annie could smile at the memory of it now. She could even feel the beginning of a small giggle form in the back of her throat, but she felt something else too. She had a feeling which almost brought tears to the back of her eyes. Usually she forgot about it, usually it was at the very back of her mind, like defrosting the freezer or tackling the hand washing, but sometimes, for just a few moments, as when she had walked in on Elena and Sye, it bubbled up to the surface and she had to admit to herself that she missed the sex.
